Don't Let Poverty Limit Your Imagination

"Ah? You can even tell that?" Ning Che said in surprise.

Lin Yi looked at Qiu Yuluo and Tao Cheng. "Didn't they tell you about me?"

After Lin Yi said that, Ning Che remembered that he was an outstanding surgeon.

In that case, it had a certain degree of authority.

Subconsciously, Ning Che glanced at Qiu Yuluo.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. How pitiful. She's only 30 years old this year, but she's already like this."

For once, Qiu Yuluo did not refute.

Her mind was filled with question marks.

She had kept her chastity for so many years and had not done anything. How could he have such a condition?

Soon, other than Lin Yi, the three of them finished writing the will.

Lin Yi was still writing slowly, as he was busy working on the second piece.

"In comparison, you have more dependants than others. Are you not afraid of death?" Ning Che asked with a smile.